10.06.2004

Dream Song 31

Henry Hankovitch, con guítar,did a short Zen pray,on his tatami in a relaxed lotosfixin his mind on nuffin, rose-blue breasts,and gave his parnel one French kiss;enslaving himself he withdrew from his blue

Florentine leather case an Egyptian black& flickt a zippo.Henry & Phoebe happy as cockroachesin the world-kitchen woofed, with all away.The International flame, like despair, roseor like the foolish Paks or Sudanese

Henry Hankovitch, con guítar,did a praying mantis praywho even more obviously than the increasingly fanatical Americanscannot govern themselves. Swedes don't exist,Scandanavians in general do not exist,take it from there.